Description: This southern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He is well dressed, constantly wearing a black suit, green shirt, and black tie. He wears his silver hair up in a very large beehive style do. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady blue eyes.

Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. His father was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear; and he feels threatened by others

Ideals: Joker, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears suspenders and violet workpants. His shirt is green, and he wears a heavy violet leather apron most of the time. His silver hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His eyes are amber.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He uses divination through singing.

History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family When the war came and ruined his parents he was left adrift. He was a hard man then and has only learned to fight more as time goes on. As of late he has set up a hidden staging nest where he ambushes people he hires for escort.

Motivation: Revenge; and he possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Cynical, PTSD. Bonds: Criminal record, Enemies. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: American accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He stands about 5'1" and wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. His left hand appears badly burned and disfigured. He wears a small hat to cover his moderate length white hair. His blue eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: Randal was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. Through the years after Randal was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the north. Randal's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Randal fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Fighting, Joker. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: He is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Courier. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his scimitar, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a dagger on it. Sporting a chestnut mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He has a cruel streak; something he gained from his previous mentor. He harbors resentment against his former mentor.

History: His necromantic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. While he appears to be a normal Human, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Mentor, Adventurer. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 400 gp. Malachite (12 gp). Hematite (12 gp).

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. His blonde hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a small hat. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He speaks before he thinks and is too direct. He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: He was born in the south, but his parents moved at a very young age to the west. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Cartwright work with an outfit from a few towns over. Cartwright work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Flaws: Impulsive, Addict. Bonds: Immigrant, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 300 gp.